EPOV

I don't know if it was possible to be prouder of Bella than I was while we sat at lunch with my parents the day her first part of 'The Preggo Ladies Guide to Seattle' came out. We were sitting at the table finishing our meal when the magazine called and told Bella that the magazine was selling out on newsstands all over town. Evidently the women of Seattle had been waiting for information on the best places to get everything you need from pacifiers to pregnant massages and more.

Bella was over the moon with excitement and my mom was giggling right along with her. Soon after that died down, they started talking about the baby shower as Bella had begged not to be surprised and the girls and my mother agreed that with all her issues the last thing we needed was her going into pre-term labor because they felt the need to yell 'surprise.'

Once we got home, Bella went to change into sweats for our Lamaze class, but insisted on keeping on her 'Yes I'm pregnant, it's a girl, she's due in July, no, you can't touch my belly' shirt. I swear, half of her pregnancy tees were telling people to not touch her stomach. But in reality, I got it and every time she'd come home annoyed because some random person 'molested her bump' it took forever to get her to calm down.

We relaxed for a few hours before going to the YMCA where the classes were being held. Walking in, Bella was instantly a celebrity as the picture that accompanied the article made her popular with the ladies in the room while the guys all laughed at her shirt, apparently, Bella wasn't the only one tired of answering those questions.

The class started with the most God-awful birthing video there was and then we moved onto the breathing. It really seemed funny to think they wouldn't remember how to breathe, but some of the other stuff was really helpful, like having music to calm her and something to focus on, but then the teacher mentioned a push gift and I got confused. It was quickly explained as something that the mother wanted that was her reward for all the pain she went through during labor and I knew right there I was lost. I didn't know what to get her and I could see Bella shaking it off, but I wanted to get her something nice.

We finished the class and were driving home when Bella's phone rang and she quickly ignored it. When I asked her who called she told me it was Sam, which confused me because I couldn't understand why Leah's ex was calling her, but I didn't want to push it.

"Bella, what do you want, you know, for a push gift?"

Bella started laughing and shook her head. "You don't have to get me anything."

"Isabella?"

She curled her lip at my use of her full first name but then sighed and sat quietly for a while. "I guess get me something that's with the baby's birthstone, but don't go too crazy."

"What is the baby's birthstone?"

"Ruby." Bella looked over at me as I nodded, trying to think of what to get.

BPOV

While I was trying to make it through the last nine weeks of my pregnancy, everyone around me seemed to be running circles around me, which only added to my frustration. Edward was in his finals week, so he was crashing at the dorm so he could study with the boys, which left me alone to wear trenches in the floor.

Luckily, Esme had the forethought to plan the shower for this week so as to take my mind off of everything else. On the morning of the shower, Alice picked me up and we started driving to the restaurant, but I was hell bent on getting the answers I'd been seeking for weeks now. Something had happened the afternoon Jasper rescued Alice from the highway but neither one was speaking about it. He was being a gentleman while she was being a pain in the ass, and I fully intended to have a pregnant lady fit to get it out of her.

Pulling into the front spot, she got out to walk in and I simply crossed my arms and waited. When she realized I wasn't following her, she turned and came to my side of the car. "Bella, what is it?"

"You know what I want."

She grumbled and crossed her arms as well, but my position was much more convincing. "No."

"Fine, then I'm not getting out of the car."

"Bella, don't make me force you out." She started tapping her four inch heel on the brick path, but I simply rolled my eyes.

"Alice, I weigh a metric ton, there's no way you could move me from this car, now spill!"

Sighing, she put her hands inside the window of the car and leaned forward. "What do you want to hear, Bella? That you have no idea just how magical those fingers are when they aren't massaging your swollen feet?"

"Holy shit, Alice finally did him! How'd you do it, Bella?"

Alice turned six shades of red at the sound of Rosalie's voice and I couldn't help but laugh as I got out of the car. "Sent him to pick her up when the only other choice was to hitchhike in designer shoes."

"Nice."

"Okay, can we finish this little dish session and get on with the party?" Alice whined.

"Sure, I need something to do anyway; I have nothing to occupy my time. Finding places for all of this will be just the ticket."

Alice and Rosalie laughed and led me inside as the room exploded into cheers and laughter as I sat in an oversized chair in the center of the room.

While the food orders were taken, they started with the games, which were kind of silly, but watching the girls trying to figure out that a '11lb baby' was a 'Whopper' and that 'breast feeding' was the 'milky way' was hysterical.

After two round of passing a chocolate covered diaper around like a hot potato, they brought out the food and the playing ended as I dug in. Soon after the plates were cleared I found myself back in the center of the room as I opened a mountain of presents. I had let Esme register for most of the gifts, only telling her color preferences and patterns before letting her go batty as I waddled after her through the store for 7 hours. As I started opening the gifts the room filled with 'awes' and 'oohs' as the various items came out of the boxes. Leah laughed as we started to notice that there were at least two of every major thing as Esme had made sure there was one for her house so we wouldn't have to lug it over there every time they watched her.

I knew that a lot of these people were friends of Esme's so it ended up being as much a party to celebrate her grandbaby as it was my daughter, but I wouldn't have had it any other way. I did wish that my mom could have been there, but she wanted to come for the birth, so I didn't feel too bad that she wasn't here for this moment, because she'd get to hold her grandchild when the time came.

As the presents continued to pile up to the ceiling, the waiters wheeled out a beautiful sheet cake with Billie's initials on the cake. Rosalie wasn't shy about pointing out the name sounded slightly hickish, but I liked it, and besides, we weren't going to be calling her Billie Mae all the time, so it didn't bother me.

When the party was finally over, we packed up the cars and drove to Esme and Carlisle's to sort through everything. The clothes all stayed in Rosalie's car because I needed the laundry to keep me busy, but after that we started sorting out what I would and would not need right away, once those items were decided on, some of the others went into the basement until we needed it, while the rest went to fill up the nursery. I sat down in the rocker and watched Esme put together toys and organize the big storage closet in the room before making sure there was enough room in Edward's old changing table for the clothes they would keep there, which honestly, there was plenty of room in this nursery for everything.

Once that was finished, we drove to my place and ordered the boys to do all the heavy lifting there. Most of the big items were taken out of the boxes and put in the closet by the front door, while I had to break it to Edward that his clothes were going to have to go in the hall closet to make room for the mountain of baby clothes.

Edward just took it all in stride though, as long as I promised not to do anything stupid like try to move something that I couldn't push or run myself down again.

EPOV

In the two weeks that followed the shower I seriously thought about having an exorcism performed on Bella, because this woman was not my girlfriend. She had turned into this hyper obsessed neat freak that actually chased me around with a dirt devil as I ate. And the laundry! Honestly, we had enough clothes to never have to do laundry once Billie was born because she had four tension rods filled with tiny hangers and all the drawers of the changing table were filled with blankets and sheets and bibs and little medical kits and anything you could ever need.

I don't think I've ever seen Bella so focused as she worked through everything with her checklists, fluffing pillows and wiping counters. She kept telling me she was nesting, but I was happy for the times I had to go to work simply because it gave me a moments rest from being exhausted without actually doing anything.

I had heard whispers of a birthday thing planned for me at work, but I kept telling them that it wasn't necessary, but just like Bella; they ignored my words and promised I'd love whatever it was they decided on.

As for me, classes were set to start up again soon so I was hoping to enjoy the next seven weeks with my girl before baby made three.